Not your wife?

The voice is muffled, but clearly a woman’s. The camera is shaky but they were clearly in a hotel room.

Her and Neil.

He’s in bed, undressed.

She, whoever she is, walks up to him, filming.

The email is curt, the message in the subject line:

Hi Neil. Not your wife?

She had opened the webmail and it had gone straight to his inbox. He’d forgotten to log out.

She’s watched the video five times?

Six?

She rises and walks to the kitchen.

Breathes long.

The feeling is palpable. It’s all she can feel.

Relief.

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